He sewed his eyes shut because he is afraid to see
He tries to tell me what I put inside of me
He's got the answers to ease my curiosity
He dreamed a God up and called it Christianity

Your God is dead and no one cares
If there is a hell I will see you there

He flexed his muscles to keep his flock of sheep in line
He made a virus that would kill off all the swine

(What do your nipples look like?)

Wherever I go
I take a little piece of you
I collect
I reject
Photographs I took of you.

Well times I passed through
So many faces
So many places
I have got to have a memory
I have never been there
I have never had you.

I can't remember
Give me your reminder
I collect
I reject

Memorabilia
(Now girl.. only its flavor.. bow down here)

Keychains and snowstorms